After talking about the serious matter, Wen Liang saw that it was getting late, so he stood up and said goodbye. Jiang Zhilan's eyes flashed with reluctance, but she was alone at home and had no reason to stay for customers. She then took him to the door and asked, "The bus stops at this point, and it's not easy to get a taxi. Why are you going back?"

Wen Liang patted his trouser legs and smiled and said, "As for the working people, as long as the No. 11 bus is still there, it will not be a problem no matter how far the road is..."

While talking, he opened the door. Jiang Zhilan was so funny that she burst into laughter. At this time, a woman came out of the house opposite, holding a basin of washed clothes in her hand. Seeing Wen Liang and Jiang Zhilan getting close to each other, they were laughing on their faces. She couldn't help but be stunned. She suddenly slapped her forehead and said to herself: "I forgot the clothes drying rack, look at this memory..." She turned around and went back to the house as if she hadn't seen Wen Jiang.

This behavior that was trying to cover up makes Wen Liang frown. He respected Jiang Zhilan very much and was particularly unwilling to see her hurt her reputation by rumors. He whispered: "Is there no trouble?"

The woman was Fang's wife. Jiang Zhilan was both embarrassed and annoyed. She was so embarrassed that she had nothing to do with it, and she said, "It's okay, they are all old neighbors. They may have misunderstood, it's okay!"

Wen Liang nodded and said, "Sister-in-law, please stay and I will go down by myself. By the way, I remembered that there is no phone number here, so it is inconvenient to contact us. Let's do this. At 11 noon tomorrow, I will ask my friend to come to Gongshi. Just wait in Jiangji."

Jiang Zhilan agreed and watched Wen Liang go downstairs. Just as she was about to go back to the house, Fang's wife opened a gap like a thief, poked her head out and looked, "Is the person leaving?"

Jiang Zhilan glared at her in anger and turned back to the room. Sister Fang laughed and followed her, tiptoed and looked at the bed in the bedroom with malicious intentions, saying, "Okay, you. I said I never looked down on the person who introduced you to you. It turned out that I secretly found someone quietly. Look at this little face, was it that one just finished? Hey, I think this person is quite energetic. It should be good to look at the face, what are you doing, have you ever gotten married?"

"What crazy words are you saying?" Jiang Zhilan blushed like Buran. She said: "I think your memory is really bad. He is not the one who helped me last time..."

Sister Fang suddenly realized that morning Wen Liang came to see Niu Guifang change Jiang Zhilan's current stall. The neighbors gathered around a lot. She had also seen Wen Liang at the scene and said, "So it's him. I haven't seen him for so long, so I really can't remember it."

His eyes rolled and attached to Jiang Zhilan's ear and said something, which made Jiang Zhilan's shameless body soft. He pushed her and said angrily: "That's my benefactor. Don't talk nonsense. If it is passed into his ears, will you tell me to be a human being?"

Sister Fang didn't care and said, "There is no cat in the world that doesn't eat fishy food. I think he has fallen in love with you long ago, otherwise why wouldn't you come and talk and laugh with me?"

"Okay, OK, hurry up and go back and dry your clothes."

Jiang Zhilan couldn't stand her teasing, so she pushed and drove Fangsao out of the house. As soon as she closed the door, her body was already soft and leaned against the door. Thinking of Fangsao's jokes that made her face turn red, her heart beat very quickly, and her beautiful chest kept undulating. She couldn't help but think of Wen Liang's face and the hot flash that was tightly attached to her belly and legs when she was hiding outside.

"My girl opens the door, there is not enough clothes drying racks, so I lend me two."

Jiang Zhilan was shocked and pinched her thigh hard. The severe pain made her wake up from some unrealistic delusion. In the refreshing spring, there were faint sweat drops on her forehead.

Wen Liang walked outside the workplace and looked around. He really didn't see a taxi. The quiet street was empty, but the branches and leaves swaying in the wind on the roadside were rustling, adding a bit of depression to the night in Qingzhou. He walked along the path for seven or eight minutes, turned four or five bends, and then got into two or three alleys. He finally arrived on the main road. The traffic was very lively, but after waiting for a while, he still couldn't see the shadow of the taxi. He was about to touch it.

I went out of my cell phone to call Zuo Yuxi. A white shadow suddenly turned from the telephone pole on the left, hanging in the air, swaying left and right, scaring Wen Liang back two steps. When I walked over, I found that some god-killed dog had tied a white rag on the two telephone poles not far away as a sign. It was blown off by the wind and hanged down like a female ghost. The dark sky and midnight made people want to curse.

He pointed at Bai Bu's middle finger, and the sound of tires rubbing against the ground came from behind him. When he turned around, he saw a red BMW turning on the headlights and headed straight towards him.

Wen Liang stood up and didn't move, as if in his eyes, the lethality of the car was not as good as the white cloth just now. Sure enough, the BMW stopped when it hit the stairs on the sidewalk, but the headlights still shone on Wen Liang's face, and there was no intention of turning it off.

This is not Wen Liang's natural stupidity. The main reason is that he heard the sound of brakes first and then looked at the distance of the car. It is estimated that there is no big problem. Moreover, the steps on the sidewalk here are a little higher, so even if he hits the car at this speed, he will have enough time to avoid it.

The person in the car opened the car door and walked down, but it was Lu Xinyan who met at Times Building in the morning. Looking at Wen Liang's eyes full of anger, he scolded: "I'm going to be on the side of the road in the middle of the night. If you have a car accident, you will be mine... Oh, why are you?"

Lu Xinyan just stopped on the roadside not far behind to answer the phone. She had seen Wen Liang standing under the street lights and looking around. Unexpectedly, this guy was not only annoying, but also as timid as a mouse. Even the banner on the telephone pole could jump three feet high. So she planned to drive over and let this coward look ugly. He was not scared and he was not finished.

But she didn't expect that this guy was frightened or something, but he didn't move, which made her heart rise to her throat, but was frightened. This anger was not pretending.

Wen Liang ignored Lu Xinyan, turned her head and looked around, bent down and picked up an egg-sized stone, and stumbled up and down in her hand, and smiled and said, "Yes, it's such a coincidence!"

Before he finished speaking, with a bang, the stone was in the headlights of the car. The dazzling light suddenly dimmed. Lu Xinyan exclaimed: "What are you doing?"

"What are you doing?" Wen Liang grinned, revealing her neat white teeth. In Lu Xinyan's eyes, she was very gloomy and terrifying. "It's midnight, I'm a man, you're a woman, what do you think you can do?"
Chapter completed!